Bravery 0 – 1 Self-doubt

This post is titled with the world cup in mind (should that be capitalised?!)… with THE World Cup in mind. I’m not a fan of football, I don’t mind watching the penalties or replays of goals but that’s about my limit.

I digress, so earlier I posted about how I was going to very bravely go and talk to someone about joining a running club. I walked to the training venue, with my teenagers keeping me company, and stood around in the car park. Everyone who was arriving had small(ish) children with them and there seemed to be some kind of football thing going on. I checked the website and Facebook page and was certain I was in the right place, on the right day, at the right time, so where were the runners? We wandered around, my brain began panicking, my bravery vanished and we walked back home. On the way back up the hill, we spotted a group of people running around a track. Aha, there’s the runners! Yes, I know I could have walked back around but… well, there’s always next week.

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Hi, I'm Karen, creator of which is home to my poetry, art and general ramblings. I am the author two collections of poetry, 'Kaleidoscopic Beauty' & 'I am the Stars in the Sky', and the children's book 'All That Glitters' (not yet published). I also enjoy running.

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